If any of you have gotten bored and glanced over at the Coming Appearances slice of the sidebar, you may have noticed the Transhumanism Meets Design item coming up this weekend in New York. It’s an event which, while not present in the flesh, I’ll be Skyping into around 1400 so that I may riff […]
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Post-Mortem
So. Ad Astra in retrospect. Pretty damn fine. (And no one was even capriciously banned from attendance, as far as I know.) I was loaded up with panels on Friday night, loaded up with panels on Sunday. Saturday was pretty much clear except for a reading in the morning and some kind of group autograph […]
Ad Astra
So. Ad Astra ’11, this very weekend: their 30th anniversary, and they’re pulling out the stops. In addition to this year’s Guests of Honor (Mercedes Lackey and Larry Dixon), they’ve recruited a bunch of past GoHs for return engagements. So I’d be one of those. I will be there. First public event since the Killer […]
Pictures, Postscripts, Performance, Pimpage, & Pus…
…Being not the name of the most unfortunately-named law firm in history, but rather a collection of reasons explaining my disappearance from the crawl this past month while we entered the second decade of the twenty-first century (still without personal jet-packs, I note with ongoing disgust). When last we left the ‘crawl I was en […]
The Way Things Are.
Packing for Frankfurt. No time for thoughtful analysis of the Mono Lake Arsenic Monster (although I did take pleasure in watching Keith Olbermann correct the NASA scientist who screwed up the name of Star Trek’s Horta episode) beyond saying: Cool, but I actually think that the discovery of anaerobic metazoans has more profound implications when […]
You’re All Just Lucky I Don’t Have a Kodak Carousel
Man, what a trip. You know any table where China Mieville sits at one elbow and Scott Westerfeld at the other is gonna give rise to some interesting dinnertime conversation. That kind of mix-and-match happened pretty much every night in Nantes: We bonded with China over a mutual love of cephalopods; with Brandon and Emily […]
Fast Forward
They have an entire wall of prog-rock albums here, replete with listening stations. They have a dealer’s room which puts a lot of real bookstores to shame. They have cool sculptures and a shitload of guest authors in whose shadow I pale; I have drunk and snarfed at length in the company of China Miéville, […]
Beasts with Broken Backs
This posting consists of a wadge of a accumulated items, unceremoniously horked onto the ‘crawl with no common thematic underpinnings beyond the fact that it’s all part of the backlog. I have met the major honking deadline which resulted in all these weeks of radio silence (and I’m told I’ll even be able to talk […]
Worth the Price
If wifi were water, this place would be Arrakis. Free bandwidth is an alien concept in Australia. A minute of internet is treasured more than the rarest jewel (or at least, it costs as much). Notwithstanding which, this country rocks. I could go on about the fact that the neurotoxins that developed in this place […]
Smokin’ in the Girl’s Room
This whole writing retreat thing is stranger than I remember it. This is the approach to my bedroom. My bedroom door is the pale green thing with the poster taped across it: For those of you with teensy monitors, here’s a closeup of the sign outside said approach: Yes, you read that right. My bedroom […]